All the smiles in the world can't save you
A whimper, a cry.
The mold eventually tears off,
a zombie turns into a sloshy mess.
With each deep breath,
with each smile,
we dump more and more closed bottles into the fire just anticipating for an explosion
The human in us-everything we try to destroy
comes back in a melting mess
casualties from the explosion-
the statistics aren't nice.
a set of graves-words we can't take back.
the world seems to be on fire,
fumes fill the skies-
dead birds drop from the heavens above,
A hell on Earth,
and I wonder whose fault is that.
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